I don’t understand why so much death of innocent kids can then just be swept under the guise of some “god’s will” with these religions. In light of today’s advancements and studies their distrust of reality is what causes these events. To me they are monsters for not taking the steps necessary to protect their own community. I am all for people needing or wanting religion but the longer your religion clings to the past then be prepared for such events. Just a shame of all the other innocent lives that might be lost because of these actions as well.
I don’t understand why so much death of innocent kids can then just be swept under the guise of some “god’s will” with these religions
Because otherwise they’d have to grapple with the reality that their actions led to the death of a child. Blaming god when things go wrong both absolves them of any culpability and also invalidates the need to critically examine the behavior that caused the death in order to prevent future deaths from happening.
Same reason why the reaction to school shootings is “thoughts and prayers” instead of doing fucking anything.
“A storm descends on a small town, and the downpour soon turns into a flood. As the waters rise, the local preacher kneels in prayer on the church porch, surrounded by water. By and by, one of the townsfolk comes up the street in a canoe.
“Better get in, Preacher. The waters are rising fast.”
“No,” says the preacher. “I have faith in the Lord. He will save me.”
Still the waters rise. Now the preacher is up on the balcony, wringing his hands in supplication, when another guy zips up in a motorboat.
“Come on, Preacher. We need to get you out of here. The levee’s gonna break any minute.”
Once again, the preacher is unmoved. “I shall remain. The Lord will see me through.”
After a while the levee breaks, and the flood rushes over the church until only the steeple remains above water. The preacher is up there, clinging to the cross, when a helicopter descends out of the clouds, and a state trooper calls down to him through a megaphone.
“Grab the ladder, Preacher. This is your last chance.”
Once again, the preacher insists the Lord will deliver him.
And, predictably, he drowns.
A pious man, the preacher goes to heaven. After a while he gets an interview with God, and he asks the Almighty, “Lord, I had unwavering faith in you. Why didn’t you deliver me from that flood?”
God shakes his head. “What did you want from me? I sent you two boats and a helicopter.”
You’re talking about a people whose greatest goal in this life is to die and go to a big party in the clouds. Instead of grieving the life she could have had, they’re rejoicing that she’s with the lord now. It was all a part of his plan.
I don’t understand why so much death of innocent kids can then just be swept under the guise of some “god’s will” with these religions. In light of today’s advancements and studies their distrust of reality is what causes these events. To me they are monsters for not taking the steps necessary to protect their own community. I am all for people needing or wanting religion but the longer your religion clings to the past then be prepared for such events. Just a shame of all the other innocent lives that might be lost because of these actions as well.
Because otherwise they’d have to grapple with the reality that their actions led to the death of a child. Blaming god when things go wrong both absolves them of any culpability and also invalidates the need to critically examine the behavior that caused the death in order to prevent future deaths from happening.
Same reason why the reaction to school shootings is “thoughts and prayers” instead of doing fucking anything.
Old joke, but always relevant
“A storm descends on a small town, and the downpour soon turns into a flood. As the waters rise, the local preacher kneels in prayer on the church porch, surrounded by water. By and by, one of the townsfolk comes up the street in a canoe.
“Better get in, Preacher. The waters are rising fast.”
“No,” says the preacher. “I have faith in the Lord. He will save me.”
Still the waters rise. Now the preacher is up on the balcony, wringing his hands in supplication, when another guy zips up in a motorboat.
“Come on, Preacher. We need to get you out of here. The levee’s gonna break any minute.” Once again, the preacher is unmoved. “I shall remain. The Lord will see me through.”
After a while the levee breaks, and the flood rushes over the church until only the steeple remains above water. The preacher is up there, clinging to the cross, when a helicopter descends out of the clouds, and a state trooper calls down to him through a megaphone.
“Grab the ladder, Preacher. This is your last chance.”
Once again, the preacher insists the Lord will deliver him.
And, predictably, he drowns.
A pious man, the preacher goes to heaven. After a while he gets an interview with God, and he asks the Almighty, “Lord, I had unwavering faith in you. Why didn’t you deliver me from that flood?”
God shakes his head. “What did you want from me? I sent you two boats and a helicopter.”
Because otherwise, the death of the daughter would be HIS responsibility.
You’re talking about a people whose greatest goal in this life is to die and go to a big party in the clouds. Instead of grieving the life she could have had, they’re rejoicing that she’s with the lord now. It was all a part of his plan.